4 miles tonight but it was the first run in a while that I enjoyed. No pressure, no expectation. It can be useful to run with a goal in mind but sometimes it can weigh you down to the point where you don’t want to go out at all. I was getting to that point. Sometimes it’s great to just run for fun.

I’ve been working all day on a project I’m releasing before the New Year and enjoying wall to wall Brexit madness. Whilst my pounds tanks against the Euro it is making it more and more expensive to invest in delicious Portuguese ramen snacks.

I woke up this morning happy. I did not want to stuff my face to alleviate the usual morning gloom. I did not want to drink enough coffee to drown a small army just to change the mental picture. It was all OK. This must be how normal people live.

Of course, now the danger is that I try to cling to this mindset and once it disappears where am I?